fa-fa-fa-Fashion

by bookindian

. . . on suicide and dying . . .

. . . the fashion press . . . Or, just . . . “the press” . . . maybe that’s the problem . . . maybe the press is not GOD . . . and maybe Alexander McQueen was only there for the show , , , maybe “fashion” was his vehicle, his ride . . . with “spinners” and hydraulics and blue lights in the wheel wells . . . maybe Lee should have just kept on cutting patterns, and maybe Isabelle Blow should have just been satisfied with buying his graduate collection.

I’m writing this after reading a post about Lee McQueen or Alexander McQueen’s suicide. Yeh, I KNOW it’s been a while . . .
People who commit suicide are selfish people, so caught up in their own lives that they fail to see that by killing themselves they spread a cancerous sadness over all the people who are acquainted with them.

When I was teaching school (elementary, Gr. 3 – 5), a local middle school student killed himself (town population: approx. 4,000) . . . the result was that the school district brought in “grief” counselors and school life was disrupted for the week by all the tears and sadness, real or imagined, or maybe just sympathetic.

One of my 5th grade students asked me what I thought about the suicide, so I stopped the class lesson and explained how a suicide disrupts the lives of family, friends and the community. I said that suicide is an act committed by a selfish person, someone who thinks that their problems are so unique that no one will “understand” . . .

And then there’s the other side to McQueen’s death . . .

Liz Jones of the Daily Mail wrote shortly after McQueen’s death:

“There was the show where the models were encased in a glass specimen jar, with a finale featuring thousands of moths released into the air around the clearly terrified models.”
. . . and
“I remember being shocked at his Highland Rape collection of 1995,”
. . . a bit further in the article . . .
“I remember sitting in the front row of that notorious pole-dancing show, which was given a standing ovation by the fashion press, and thinking: ‘But who would actually wear this stuff?’” “Sadly, McQueen never quite cut it when it came to haute couture, either.” “For McQueen, being wearable was not the point. He was not interested in that.”